The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1887-07-08

toned sc old woman. His ideas Of OLD
age must have been singular in the ex
IRENE.
4 suppose you're Mary Ann, " said he,
afIably.
'.No. sir. - said Miss wyman, still sorcly
puzzled. I'm Lizzie7
''Oh, Lizzie, chr Well, it's just the
same ] dare say you didn't expect me
just yetf7
NO, sir, I certainly did not. - said
Lizzie, beginning 10 wonder whether OF
not she was dreaming.
ITS all right. no doubt said Mr..
Narklehan. Things look very nice and
comfortable here. izzie my girl, and now
the best thing that YOU can do will be to
toss me a li;tle bit Of supper, and be
/ quick abont il, for I'm half furnished.
And, Lizzie, you might send the other
girl cut for any little trifle you want in
the culinary department. OF course,
though, he added. as be drew out bill
and extended il, grand seigneur fashion,
toward the astonished daInsel, Il shan't
expect 10 keep two girls as a regular
I thing. although ] must hunt up man 20
take care Of the horses. Now run along
and make haste
Lizzie Wyman retreated back upon Sue
Barring, with the money in her hand,
scarlet with suppressed mirth-
sue, she cried, the instant the door
Was szfely closed, Il sec it alll'
The man IS an escaped lunatie, isn't
hel Dear, dear, we shall all be murdered ="
cried Sue, growing historical.
Nothing Of the sortin said Lizzie,
energrfically. He has only made a
dreadful blunde-. Can't you see, Sue,
MS the old bachelor who has taken the
place next doorl'i
''Oh-h-hi7 aspiraicd sac. with the
sparkle Of amusement beginning TO come
into her eyes. "But, Lizzie, what are
you going to DOR
TO cook him the incest supper l can,
and afterwsTd explain TO him his mis-
take, in the politest manner possible
Poor fellow, he IS rather handsome, l
think. A"
"What fun,n cried Sue gleefully,
clapping her hands together. 'And,
Lizzie, I'll make the coffee after Monsieur
Duyal's French fashion: and I'll prepare
an omeiette while You are broiling the
steak; and those dear little vol-au-vents
we made this morning they'll come in
just right, won't they7n
Aud the two girls hustled about; while
Mr.. Narkleham sat viewing the fire, and
wondering what Gibbs could possibly
have meant by talking about ian old
Eomani1
why she has got cheeks like peaches,
and hair as thick and brown and glossy
as my own - he told himself. "Old, in
deed. Il won't be such bad fun to have
a servant girl like that fitting about the
house She ought to have extra wages on
account Of her good looks
Ten minutes afterwand he found him
self seated before a table, whercupon was
spread a rich repast-
This is very nice indeed, Lizzie,n
said Mr.. Markleham patronizingly. II
am glad TO see that you are such a good
cook
And he straightway proceeded to do
the best Of practical justice to her efforts:
for the long walk had given additional
Aest 10 an appetite which was not poor at
any time. Lizzie Wyman, from her
corner, eonposedly watched him the
while.
"A very nice supper, Lizzier' SAID Mr..
Markleham. refolding his napkin, and
placing il on the table ere he drew cut
cigar from his pocket-case.
I'm glad you like it, sir, said Liz
zie, smiling, ''and hope that when you
become my neighbor at Laurel Cottage,
you will often drop in TO such another
'.Ehl1 cried Mr.. Markleham, starting
back. SAINT this Laurel Cottagel Am
not in my own housei'
NO, sir, Miss Wyman answered, de
Uurely- You are in. my house, aud I
am Elizabeth Wyman. your future neigh
Dor. very happy to make your acquaint-
aace, even after this rather unusual
fashion
IL beg your pardon, Miss Wyman,n
gasped our hero. turning scarlet and pale
10 breath. Il don't see how ever
came to make such a ridiculous mistake!
What an esregious donkey you must have
taken me fori''
And a cold Precipitation broke out
round the roots Of his hair as he recalled
the of hand manner in which he had ad-
dressed his supposed domestic.
IN CO. he uttered, making dive
coward his hat, and dropping the I'M
smoked cigar on the floor, with coun-
ienance Of such misery that Lizzie Wy
mans womanly pity came to the rescue.
'.You will do no such thing, Mr.
she said. my brother
will be here presently. and you shall stay
md spend the evening with US, and learn
10 laugh at your own mistake"
So Mr.. Markleham stayed until Tom
Wynan came home from the city on the
evening train; and as he afterward said,
when Lizzie Wyman became Mrs. Mnrkle- |
nam, he neverspent pleasanter evening
IN his lifc,''-Ner York Nescs.